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it may have been too late to add a blog entry about that sickening frustration we've had after what had happened during the ehaead's volatile and dangerously skeptical "reunion"concert . the hell. it may have been ages ago. but we're there would be another anyway, so i heard from hope(less)ful followers. (aus lng un kat.kasama k dun)so i decided it wont be any harm. nobody would want to waste time on my pathetic orny little blog entries anyway.(wushu)

i can't blame madam auring. it was never her fault. her marrying any loser forty years younger than her ass doesn't have anything to do with what has happened.problem is, whenever i anticipate something really big to me like this, i always dream it wouldn't come true.

when i was in the kindergarten, i dreamt i didn't make to our class christamas party because i forgot to wear knee socks and i had to go to school barefoot.

when i was in the first grade i dreamed i wasn't named the calss' first honor and my mother got so furios she spanked me so hard that i broke a spine so i didn't make it.

when i was about to graduate from my elementary class i dreamed i got beaten by some monster who chased me from a cousin's house down to our own house until i fled to our school building, and that i had arrived after the graduation ceremonies.(i did got sick with tigdas so i had to attend the gaduation with swollen cheeks, puffy red eyes and rash all over my skin. i looked so helish the district supervisor wouldn't come near me, even if i was the class valedictorian)

i dreamet i didn't make it to my first prom because the principal sudenly announced from a speaker on the schhol quadrangle that only skinny girls with dates are allowed to arrend the prom-forget about dating your fat cousin.

i dreamed about not being alowed to graduate in college because of pending libel suites and that my father was kicking me out of the house for not letting the dog in.(we almost did get sued with a libel case when i was working for the school paper, we just got lucky our professor was there to save our asses.the dog who was in my dreams was killed by my party uncles.pinulutan na)

i dreamed of flunking my first job interview.(there was no interview when i got my first job. they were desperate for a teacher.they had no choice)

i dreamed i didn't make to the binyag of my first inaanak beacuse their house caught fire. (i almost didn't make it. i was too beaten with a hang-over my mother had to feed me instant noodles while i convince her that i am not a drug addict)

everytime i'm having a big day. like a coming birthday. or a job interview. i always dream i would never make it. i never had any bad dreams before the reunion concert. i didn't gave my self a chance to sleep before i met with kat and xandee on the way to the Fort. it was 9am when i left pangasinan for manila aug 29. i only had 5 hours of sleep the night before because my mother and i had a lot to cacth up with. (madame siyang sermon) i arrived at cubao at around 3pm.(akalain m) i jumped off the bus carrying a plastic of tupig the bus conductor on my ride to boni thought it was daing. lintek n.manung naman eh.mamamasahe naman ako eh. to top it all off, wala p kong tiket.AMFtlga

i had to go to a natl bukstor for the ticket. siempre, la n naman akong pera. what the hell. this is the concert.THIS IS THE REUNION CONCERT. everyone has been dreaming of this.went home. forgot to take a bath.had to eat. had a fight with kat for a while. had to think if i had to take a taxi on the way to the fort. have no money so i decided i'd had to have peace with kat. so there.she and xandee had to sermon me for arriving late at sm makati and for smoking while waiting for a taxi. yaan m na. lage naman eh..2m n lang ung katuloy kc gutom n k